Lostgeneration Mga Kuwento

"I often wonder what are we made of, because every time the doctors say my bones are great and my skin is good, and my breathe is regular, I feel like my air become...

Profound poem about God and the concluding days we are currently living in.

Nothing feels right these days. Unfulfilled potential shattered dreams and cursed without consent. This is the modern life.

a story about a time at the Dead Sea surrounded by life caused by the deserts winter rain

Since the death of her mother, Sashi has noticed strange men hanging around her small town. Always edging on the side of caution, like her mother taught her, Sashi honou...

" vas-y, sers-toi!" a woman yelled in french as she pushed the young maid away carrying a sleeping baby The man beside her heaves unable to breath properly cau...

My heart hurts and your words are more painful and tiring than a meteorite crashing on earth.